God planted a big sloppy kiss
across the etherized evening.
A sensual sunset dripped
over the repetitions of the day.
I pray for the morning light
to bear equal affections
as color comes back
to the face of day.
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2 responses to “Blow A Kiss”
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Jerry, I saw last evening’s sunset if that’s the one you are referring to. Also, last Saturday night, for my birthday celebration, the horizon I feel was painted just for me & those who took the time to ponder and watch.
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Sometimes all it takes is a sunset or sunrise to brush the tangles of our souls out. Praise be!
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Gerald the Writer 
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